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01/17/2006: "T: ISTMM"

I learned something new today! Have you ever bought chicken wings from a chinese food place? Do you know that bag they usually put them in? Well, I guess I knew subconciously that the inside of that bad was basically foil, but this fact didn't really come across my mind until I smelled smoke and saw from across the room that the microwave now contained a small fire that used to be my midnight snack. So of course, I made my way across the room (hastily, exclaiming "shit! shit! shit! shit! shit!"), and removed the bag from the microwave, after deciding the best angle to grab it from to avoid the...fire.

The chicken wings were still cold, Of course.

This was quite a hair raising experience, for the last few times there had been a fire in the microwave I had meant for it to be there. But this was one that really woke me up and gave me something to think about, which is what I really needed. Something I neglected to mention in my last post was that during my Burnout-a-thon I was listening to Chris Titus' Norman Rockwell is Bleeding comedy show on MP3 in a constant loop. The reason even I find this scary is because it seems shockingly akin to stories I've heard about kids who have been found hanging by the neck from their ceiling while their CD player across the room is playing Adam's song by Blink-182 on a constant loop. Luckily, I still hold that life is a comedy, and so I can't stay emo long enough to do anything stupid.

F*R*A*G: YOUR. SWORD. EATS. SOULS.